A walking tour of life, recovery, becoming a betterhuman being, loving friends and family, and dogs.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Romy's latest handiwork

My poor dog has lost it. I came home to a chewed coffee table (thank God it was a thrift store quality), a chewed software package box, and last night found her chewing on an electric cord. I'm not sure what's up with my pooch.

About Me

I am a performance poet and writer. In a former life I was probably a gypsy. I am content wherever I am because I have the rooms of the Fellowship. I have 31 years of recovery, had a liver transplant in 2005 and am currently writing a daily meditation book for recovering addicts and alcoholics. I have two German shepherds, a fantastic husband and a great life.